One and Only Time

It was in the late sixties and I had been working away in Brighton, in the UK, for a number of weeks and I missed my wife and two kids. I'd jerked off a couple of times but this particular night I was feeling very horny so this night I went out to look for female company, I needed sex.

The swinging sixties was a load of bollocks because I could not get a female even if I paid for it. I decided to go to a cinema that showed x-rated adult films to get me in the mood for having a wank later. I sat at the back and started to watch what today would be a very mild film but quite daring for those days.

About fifteen minutes later a man with long blonde hair and in his twenties came and sat right next to me. I thought this a little strange as the cinema was nearly empty. My heart missed a beat when his hand brushed my leg a couple of times. Much to my surprise I was getting sexually aroused and wanted something to happen. He must have sensed this because his hand then rested on my leg and I was nervous but getting very excited.

He next placed his hand between my legs and started to rub my now erect penis. I thought it was going to burst out of my trousers and was greatful when he unzipped me and let it pop out. I placed my coat over me while he started to stroke me.

He then took my hand and placed it on his cock which was out but also under a coat. He was stroking me while I was stroking him, both of us staring straight ahead at the screen. We were stroking each other for only a couple of minutes when he arched his back and shot all over my hand. This tightened his grip on me and seconds later I came with such a force I thought it would never end, I collapsed in a heap, then suddenly I realised what I had just done. I felt sick, guilty, disbelief and excitement all in a split second.

What I did know I needed to get out of there as quickly as possible so I picked up my cum soaked overcoat and fled pulling my zip up as I left. Back at my hotel room I had a shower trying not to think about what I had just done.

When I finally got into bed I started to think about my experience and to my surprise I started to get aroused and I jerked off thinking about the blonde lad who had wanked me off.

I've never had another sexual encounter with another man but have masturbated to thoughts of that night on many occasions.